[after bumping into each other]
Richie:
Well, well, well. What the hell are you doing here?
Evan:
What the hell you think I'm doing here?
Richie:
Hey, that was quite a joke, really. Really good going!
Evan:
Well, I sure as hell didn't think you'd give some bum the keys to your house so you can scare the shit out of your mother!
Richie:
You know I could have your license revoked for a stunt like that.
Evan:
Well, I wouldn't have done it if you hadn't offered me *three* percent!
Richie:
Three percent happened to be a very generous offer! I didn't have to offer you anything!
Evan:
They were my quarters!
Richie:
It was my machine!
Evan:
Don't you touch me!
Richie:
I didn't touch you!
Evan:
And don't point that finger--!
Richie:
I'll point it!
Evan:
I'll point too!
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